Therapy Lyrics

Underground trap artists, the bar is low like a speakeasy

In other words they ain't spitting hard, y'all should look at me like I'm C-Breezy

Believe me, let's see I wanna exceed what I got now

Wanna ride around with the top down

Now I'm getting interest like compound

That's exponential no existential, I'm on the level you in the matrix

You flex the rental, that's detrimental

I'm next to mention with exclamation

Sure that it's obvious now, your shit should not be allowed, yuh

You cannot copy this cockiness

I'll just go sock you like Rocky or Pacquiao

I just made a song in one day, baby voice and the baby face

Got no choice it's the only way, create or you're going to fade

Born and raised in the trailer park

When I talk, man they close their ears

Closed hearts because my skin is dark

Suspended four times in half a year

Papa told me I'm a fuck up

Fuck you son, that's tough love

7 bucks and hour and 50 wont cut it

But I got to buck up

You talking still, like I cost a mil, I'm a walking bill

But fuck what you say to me, you can't relate to me

I didn't ask for this passion you bitch, this shit just came to me

(I don't know why, I need help)

I don't know what's wrong, it's been a while like this

I just have these feelings, sometimes I can't fight the urges, I just

Fucking kill it niggas

I only fuck with it if it's Prada

Catch the rabies, I'm a have to call your mama

They said little boy you ain't getting to the commas

I'm here to say fuck you and all your drama

The unknown is scary, the cold ground we're buried

In this life I carry the burden of them trying to take me

My idols are dead and I feel it breaking

My heart filled with death, fuck this life that I'm living

But I'm a keep my head up and spread positivity

Dodging and ducking cause I got agility

Got these abilities, they say it's fake but it's looking all real to me

I'm playing Russian Roulette, but I got 6 in the chamber

No I'm not suicidal I just like living for danger

I got some gold from a stranger like Jesus straight out the manger

But I'm nothing like Jesus, I don't what I believe in

I try to figure it out

I try to figure my life out, fucking with the shit that I write now

Rapping out of spite and it's lights out right now like how you finna find out

Neck cold like the coldest season, with the rosary I finna glow this evening

Smoking weed and I go for broke

Not sober, refer been taking tokes

I was raised in Duchesne, riding horses skirting reins

Rich kids doing cocaine, dirt roads drinking champagne

Good kid with a pink top and the earrings

But my life is destroyed

I feel like I'm fading away

Beyond it is another dimension

And in time I'm back in the void

Back in the void man I feel so annoyed

You all got a choice, all I hear is white noise

I finna destroy

My life is a loop and I'm stuck in the rat race

Still, you can't compare to me

When I'm in my realm but I realize I wake up in hell

Just to deal, this my therapy

(I don't know why, I need help)

I tried to push against

But it just seems like every time I tried to fight it

It pulls me back, and I just don't know what to do

Fucking kill it niggas

Delusions

He finds himself perpetually hungry for want of greatness in his diet

And like some goose stepping predecessors he searches for something to explain his hunger

And to rationalize why a world passes by him by without saluting

In his own twisted and distorted lexicon

Slowly drift away to the sound of my voice